eyes of Dorian Gray
You went back into time, crawled back into the depths of darkness, where ghosts and demons are heard to tread... into the furthest recesses of your mind, you accidentally got lost and let go of the rope, and all your hope, was extinguished that night, as your light became nothing.
and everyone just watched, as day by day - you became hollow -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
you disappeared behind the closet of a one way mirror,
cracked from the inside... you warred against the wisdom from coins that quoted Shakespeare from the bottom of ancient wishing wells
You said you'd be right back... said you forgot something...
You said, 'Just wait right here, it's only a nightmare'
but you never returned...
not the way you were
or remember
you mentioned lost love on chapped lips but your diary read Dante's Inferno
the edges were all fiery crisp
just like the tone of your voice
changed
your smile just faded with dusk; became old and worn, like an old leather book of torn pages and dirty manuscripts, missing words - wrinkled pages
and your laughter never crawled from the empty shadow spaces
your feigned greetings echoed off the slamming - from dead bolted doors, trapped behind the latching, locked behind an old rusty shack
the spark in your voice
the grace that flowed from your spring
your being
and all the wildfires that emanated from your glances
just became empty words
said you were too tired to dance
then you just stopped
your stars dropped
everything
everything
stopped
it was a picture
an old black and white photo that turned your face to apocalyptic winter...
alone,
in the darkness
you heard every drop from courage
fall into pools that couldn't warm your frost bitten feet.
you bit your lips then bit your tongue in two
but your voice became anemic
your screams lay lifeless and silent as your lungs poured out copper bells that couldn't ring
and through the silence you could hear the tearing of a souls ripping and bleeding
and as the captured memory fell in slow motion and hit the ground, it reminded you of flying a kite... against a tornado... no amount of running would lift it back into the stratosphere
your spirit tumbled
stumbled
crumbled
and you watched in horror, as your inner child; Died... right there in front of you
all that you held true
Fell
it fell through your fingertips... and the whole world was watching
you held it in your hands...
you didn't mean for it to fall
you held tightly
grasped in your vice like grip... but then it slipped,
and all you could do was watch, as it shattered into a million tiny pieces and blew as crematory ashes into the southern Australian winds
and all you could do, was stare at the emptiness before you
It fell through your paper cuts, band aids, and cold handshakes
through the ashes of memories burned and buried
Your hopes became dry and lifeless, sinking in cement
Your pride became a baby and wept
and then the book of Revelation came, as your elegance became wisps of smoke, and you just stood there, and waited for a savior to return; as your whole world began to quake, then crashed and stopped spinning
Your Dorian Gray eyes became wilted
your petals fell like rain
and your pulse froze in the naked pain
your heart stopped making tears that counted
and suddenly without need of warning, Every ounce of faith became less than water and broke
every dream became stillborn; delivered by the reapers own hand
and all the hope you had captured and held dear
just bled into the background of charcoal screams
smears of yourself
you just drifted away
and now it's a little colder these days
a lot darker these days
lonely
every day
lost
trapped between then and now
all the broken pieces of your heart, that you had glued together over the years with blood sweat and tears
just SHATTERED at your feet
you held onto those pieces for so long, you held onto them with your LIFE
and it all just SLIPPED AWAY, one by one
as all the bricks in the wall came undone
the world peeked into your SECRETS
then kicked down the door and caught you MASTURBATING
LIFE gagged you down, then forced you to deal a hand of strip poker
you whispered truth, but it SCREAMED Dare
and you stood there
naked
as the whole world laughed
started gasping for air; reaching for something that was not there
and you became a statue at the park square
holding stains of red in the palm of your hands
you became a statue
you stood there
just stared
at your empty hands, stained in red
so you hid
under the covers of deprivation
began starving yourself
became delusional
said your dreams were prophecy
but all the fortune cookies read "Welcome to hell" written in your own calligraphy
and you stayed there
drowning in the past
PARANOIA became your twin
you SAID you can't TRUST anyone anymore, with voice lowered and head down
told yourself LIES that chained you down
you became so numb
you couldn't even feel your own hands
WRAPPED around your throat
you slipped between THE SHADOWS and the bruising
and everything ugly and BITTER you held onto
LIKE a magnet you couldn't let it go
and soon you forgot to struggle
you stopped breathing, went into a coma
the world wanted to put you to sleep
said you were suffering
and that's when I heard you
I found you
on your knees
begging
please
barely alive and wanting to die
that was the day I first saw you
kissed you
said I LOVE YOU
That was the day I cried all over you and washed you in waves of broken tears
the first day I held you in my arms and died
I didn't know you were choking, and you almost pulled me down under
but I caught my breath and held onto a rock, named it truth
put my mouth upon yours and began breathing
massaged your heart until it became strong
Put you on my back and began swimming
I opened your eyes and gave you everything I had
The heat from the crimson sky brought sunshine highlights running through your hair
You looked into the mirror and thought you were dreaming
I took your hands away from your throat and placed them around my heart
gently removed the tourniquet you had twisted around the edges of your mind...
and the blood returned to your face as did the light
Your colors of red returned, I taught you of beauty
you told me of love
We taught wisdom how to dance...
our words became softer with peace, our breaths became alive and our eyes were set on fire...
You saw the ending... I saw the beginning; and between the two of us
we skipped past the chapters of foreplay; found an empty page and began writing a new story ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I saw you, when you fell from your nest
gave you love and sang familiar poems; reminding you of home
I wrote the finest poetry upon your heart
fed you from the start
kept you warm and kept you safe
soon all your wounds began to heal
and all your fears and written doubts, were washed away by tears of joy
and then, your angel wings sprouted
So now, my love, I'm not saying goodbye
I'm saying Be free
and
F
L
Y
Comments
well Amy is one of the best and from what I've read from you my friend , so are you.
Off into the artic air for a walk and then a return home for a nice cuppa tea and to graduate to some nice jazz music for afternoon listening.
The sun is glorious today but ironically it's not making the weather conditions any warmer - lake erie time 1:12pm
...another great writer/poet to check out, Eric, is the lovely and talented Amy Becherer , here at the Hub
That is one really cool profile photo Sir Eric ...... you look like one of those DJs from the movie Pirate Radio and that's a groovy thing.
But your poetic writing here is major league literature all of the way and it's an epic piece full of passion, yearning and poetic soul.
You are a truly what I call a writer's writer and it's a real thrill to have met you here.
Sending you warm wishes and good energy from lake erie time ontario canada 10:50am with second cup of coffee on the coldest day of the year with some nice baroque classical music (no Iron Butterfly or Blue Cheer before 12 noon -lol)
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